Thursday, September 27, 2012

thunder in my hair


A thrill of thunder in my hair:
Though blackening clouds be plain,
Still I am stung and startled
By the first drop of the rain:
Romance and pride and passion pass
And these are what remain.


― G.K. Chesterton (and me)
rain today at Willow Manor
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11 comments:

  1. Amrit SinhaThu Sep 27, 02:17:00 PM

    Beautiful love poem :-)

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  2. Merisi in ViennaThu Sep 27, 02:37:00 PM

    Capturing the essence in time!

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  3. stevenThu Sep 27, 03:44:00 PM

    the sweetest electricity tess! steven

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  4. SuzThu Sep 27, 05:12:00 PM

    gosh and here I thought you wrote that beautiful line.......well you could have

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  5. UnknownThu Sep 27, 08:48:00 PM

    Way to spin a bad hair day into something completely badass GK....

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  6. Cro MagnonFri Sep 28, 12:40:00 AM

    Chesterton and Belloc were great friends and collaborators. That makes him essential reading, in my book!

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  7. JessFri Sep 28, 07:23:00 AM

    I like your quotes! I'm not sure if I'm writing in raisins but we don't have rain here in Bristol although it's sure to come eventually! ;)
    Jess xx

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  8. RebeccaSat Sep 29, 09:19:00 AM

    Hello,Tess! How I Love Chesterton! Hope you're enjoying the rainy autumn days...

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  9. KatherineSun Sep 30, 04:45:00 AM

    Bad hair and rainy days are familiar companions. A beautiful image of rain drops on window pain. Your photo? A lovely post Tess. Greeting Kath

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  10. Gerry SnapeSun Sep 30, 02:12:00 PM

    a great pic...love it!

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  11. MarchelineFri Oct 05, 11:18:00 AM

    Yes, and yes, and yes.

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Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.
― O. Henry (and me)

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